Show & Sell

“Shhh,” I make a soft calming noise. “It’s okay, baby. We’ll work this out. We’re here for you.” I smooth her hair.

Finn comes up on my right and strokes her arm. I notice that she trembles at his touch, and I realize they may also have a connection. No wonder this is so hard for her.

“Don’t worry, Aurora,” he also reassures her. “We’re here for you. We’re here.”

It’s Declan’s turn, and he comes up to hold her hand.

I can see Aurora smiling weakly at us.

My mouth moves toward hers again, and I kiss her. Then Declan leans over her and also gives her a kiss. Finn has the last go of it.

And we’re all just standing there, partly on the sand, partly in the mansion on the beach. The storm rolls in, and for a second we’re united in that fact that we all love this girl—or at least, we all have feelings for her.

That’s not the typical Grayson way, but it’s becoming my reality—one that I can no longer deny.

“Let’s take you inside and see if we can do something to cheer you up,” I say and see her eyes brighten a little.

“I’m sure we can all think of something to do to pass the time,” she says and looks from one to the other.

“I’m all ears,” I say and smile.

“As long as it involves something private in the bedroom,” says Finn darkly, and we chuckle.

I guess we’re about to be there once again for this gorgeous angel. There’s no one else in the world that I would put my differences with my brothers aside for—but she seems to need it.

Once we’re back inside, she lingers in the doorway, not knowing what to do.

“I think we should grab a drink before we do anything else,” I announce and am pleased to see Aurora nod. “Then let’s see what else we can do to pass through the night and the incoming storm.”Chapter 44Aurora

Between the three massive cocks suddenly surrounding me, the imposing men they’re attached to, and the drinks we all shared, my head is absolutely swimming as I try to recall how exactly I got here.

My parents’ deaths.

Anders’ problems.

The auction.

That fucking auction changed my life so much, and all of it for the better. I met the men I would soon call the loves of my life.

As my mind returns to reality, I live in the heat of what’s to come.

Jasper climbs over me.

My mouth is wide open, jaw unhinged, as Jasper’s cock slides between my lips. The taste of his skin is even more indulgent than the cocktail I’d sipped briefly before things got too heavy.

These three men took so little time getting themselves wrapped up in my heart, and it all started with sucking their immaculate cocks.

It’s amusing to me to think that, at some point, I was so convinced I’d fall in love, marry a man, and then have sex with him. Instead, here I am with three men, having fucked them before I even knew them.

I slide Jasper’s cock back and forth on my tongue, using my hand as a guide. They have me laid out on the California king in the biggest master bedroom.

I remember gasping at the breathtaking view from the glass-paned French doors when we walked in and marveling at the tasteful paintings and decor that bring the room together.

Looking up, all I see is a vaulted ceiling complete with wedding cake-style spackling, and if my head stretches back far enough, I also see an aged cherry wood headboard.

I only get a glance of it when I tilt my head all the way back and accept Jasper’s cock into my throat, swallowing the whole thing down. He starts thrusting against my face, and I dig my fingernails into his legs as he starts going faster and faster.

I try to taste him, and I do, but he’s moving so fast and aggressively. I’m stuffed with his cock and practically choking on it—and I absolutely love it. There’s no other feeling I enjoy more than being full of their cocks.

Hands run up my thighs and part my legs, but I’m unsure of whose they are. A hard cock passes over my pussy lips, getting slick from juices.

“Are you ready, slut?” I hear Finn sneer from behind Jasper. I can’t speak, so I moan instead and raise my hips, forcing my pussy against his cock.

“Mmmph. I thought so.”

He grabs my hips and slides his cock into me. I swear I hear a chorus of fucking angels as the two of them pump themselves deep inside of me.

I throw my hands up and grip the headboard. My palms are pressed so hard into it, I feel the wood cutting into my skin.

Naturally, I can’t have two of them and leave anyone out, and Declan is quick to approach the top of the bed and guide one of my hands to his cock. I wrap his girthy member in my hand and start pumping it good and hard, twisting my wrist and feeling him thrust against my hand as well.